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Yuhan ginseng is an ice-attributed spiritual medicine, an auxiliary medicine for refining many high-level elixirs, and is much more precious than ordinary seven-hundred-year-old spiritual medicines. Shi Yue didn't expect to come across a seven-hundred-year-old Yuhan ginseng, and his eyes lit up.

"Four thousand."

"Six thousand."

"Seven thousand."

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"I'll pay twelve thousand." Shi Yue said in a deep voice.

Seven-hundred-year-old spiritual medicines are rare, especially ice-attributed spiritual medicines. If they are planted for a thousand years, they can be sold for hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones.

Twelve thousand spiritual stones are far beyond the value of this spiritual medicine, and no one competed with Shi Yue for it.

Shi Yue stepped forward to pay the spiritual stones and returned to his seat with this spiritual medicine.

The tall and thin man looked around, touched the storage bag on his waist, and a green light flashed, and an exquisite blue brocade box appeared in his hand.

He opened the brocade box and saw a blue jade ruler shining with spiritual light.

The blue jade ruler is one inch long and one inch wide, with a wisp of white mist lingering on the surface. Judging from the amazing spiritual energy emanating from the blue jade ruler, it is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"The top-grade spiritual weapon Bingpo ruler contains thirty layers of restrictions. It is also a fine product among the top-grade spiritual weapons. The base price is 30,000 spiritual stones, and each bid must not be less than 5,000."

"40,000."

"50,000."

"I'll bid 60,000."

There are not many people bidding, and each bid is tens of thousands, which shows that they are very wealthy.

"I'll bid 100,000." A deep male voice suddenly sounded, which attracted special attention.

Shi Yue was a little surprised. He spent 100,000 spiritual stones to buy a top-grade spiritual weapon on the black market. He was really rich. He didn't know what the final transaction price would be.

The venue suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The tall and thin man showed a delighted look on his face and shouted loudly: "This fellow Taoist offered 100,000 spiritual stones. Is there a higher price? This is a top-grade spiritual weapon, extremely rare."

Not long after, a woman's voice suddenly sounded: "My sister offers 110,000. I hope this fellow Taoist will give this top-grade spiritual weapon to me for the sake of Caixia Valley."

In order to compete for this top-grade spiritual weapon, this woman did not hesitate to report her origin.

"Caixia Valley? Humph, is it so great? If you don't have spiritual stones, don't embarrass yourself here. I offer 120,000." The man's voice sounded again, and from his tone, he was full of disdain for Caixia Valley.

Hearing the monk's arrogant words, the woman couldn't help but stand up and glared at him, but was quickly pulled down by a fellow disciple next to her: "Senior sister, now is a time of trouble. The master has told us to keep a low profile recently and avoid trouble. Let's not fight for it."

The price of 120,000 spirit stones is indeed beyond the psychological price of the woman from Caixia Valley. After thinking for a moment, she gave up the idea.

The man in the blue Confucian robe strode onto the high platform. From the spiritual pressure emanating from his body, it can be seen that he is a great perfectionist in the foundation building.

After paying the spirit stones, the blue-shirted man returned to his seat in a happy mood.

The tall and thin man turned his palm, and a green wooden box about a foot long appeared in his hand.

Shi Yue looked at the green wooden box in the tall and thin man's hand, his eyes full of interest.

He wanted to see what it was that could be put up for auction at the end.

"Such a small thing, could it be a defensive spiritual weapon? Or a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine?" Someone speculated.

"Don't keep us in suspense, open the wooden box!" someone urged.

The tall and thin man smiled and said, "The last auction item is the high-level thunderstorm talisman."

He opened the wooden box, revealing a light silver talisman.

The surface of the talisman was covered with silver runes the size of rice grains, and there were silver arcs flashing on the surface, and the whole talisman exuded an amazing mana fluctuation.

"What? High-level talisman?"

There was a commotion in the venue.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the silver talisman in the tall and thin man's hand, their eyes full of fiery color.

Thunder spells are known as the most powerful spells, and the power of high-level thunder spells is not inferior to magic weapons. Although it is a one-time use item, it still aroused the interest of many people.

"The high-level talisman thunderstorm talisman, the base price is 40,000 spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 5,000."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Yue shouted loudly: "80,000 spirit stones."

Although the power of the top-grade spiritual weapon is very great, it is not enough in front of the high-level thunder spell. The thunderstorm spell is a large-scale attack spell, and even the Jindan stage cultivators dare not resist it.

High-level talismans are all drawn on high-level talisman paper, and high-level talisman paper is mostly made of the skin of monsters above level 5, and the price is expensive.

Hearing the offer of 80,000 spirit stones, the venue fell silent again, and you could hear a pin drop.

"90,000." A woman started bidding. From her voice, it was the woman who bid for the Ice Soul Ruler.

"110,000, if there is a fellow Taoist who can offer a higher price, this thunderstorm talisman will be yours." Shi Yue said lightly.

The high price of 110,000 spirit stones stopped other cultivators in their tracks. Although he was wearing a mask, Shi Yue still noticed many malicious eyes.

Shi Yue smiled softly and didn't take it seriously.

After the tall and thin man announced three times in a row, the woman did not bid again, and the high-level talisman belonged to Shi Yue.

After the high-level talisman was auctioned, the auction had not yet dispersed. Some cultivators were exchanging things, but Shi Yue was not interested.

After leaving the stone gate, a black-clothed cultivator led him to the ground.

Shi Yue noticed that no one followed him.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, we will send one person away before letting one person leave, and try to ensure the safety of the participants." The black-clothed cultivator explained.

Back to the ground, the bald man took away the ghost face mask.

After leaving Xu's grocery store, Shi Yue let out a sigh of relief.

He originally thought that this auction might have high-level cultivators above the Jindan stage participating, but it seems that he was overthinking.

Come to think of it, the cultivators who can participate in the underground auction should sell the stolen goods to Li Wanru, and Li Wanru will issue the token.

Li Wanru probably wouldn't give tokens to Jindan-stage cultivators. After all, the things in their auction were not allowed to be seen in public. Most of them were sold by foundation-building cultivators. There weren't many things that could make Jindan-stage cultivators excited.

After returning to his residence, Shi Yue immediately entered the Palm of Heaven Space.

He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a black light and a red light flew out of it. After a blur, they turned into a black shield and a red longbow.

The black shield was full of black light, emitting an amazing spiritual fluctuation. It was obviously a top-grade spiritual weapon.

As for the red longbow, although it was also a top-grade spiritual weapon, the mana fluctuation was much weaker than that of the black shield.

These two top-grade spiritual weapons were refined by Shi Yue using the materials left by the young leader of the Yinshi Sect. Refining top-grade spiritual weapons requires a lot of mana. Even if Shi Yue's mana is deeper than that of cultivators of the same level, he can't hold on. Fortunately, he has enough thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and one drop can instantly restore all mana.

He used up several drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk before he was able to refine two top-grade spiritual weapons.